I've had a crush on the Capitol Records Tower in Los Angeles since the early-1960s, when I first saw it on the slip jacket of a Nat King Cole 45. As a kid, I loved the Jetsons quality of the building, with its stout, cylindrical facade and silver spike at the top. It looked like flying cars could park on every level.
Hearing the Cole single as a child, I…
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